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Walking one day
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Whilst out walking along the canal one bright clear day I came upon a woman sat on a bench. I ask if she minded if I sat next to her. She was definately wearing stockings as I could make out the reinforced heel detail showing above her highheels. We exchanged pleasantries on the weather and the secluded location.
Whilst adjusting her position on the bench to turn to talk, she had let her button up the front dress hemline raise up her legs and the split which was now above her knees had fallen apart to reveal a stocking welt. It appeared that the more we spoke, the more this lady appeared to be revealing herslf to me.
I was sat on her left side which enabled me to see between the gaps created between the buttons of her dress. I could now see her bra strap. The strap looked to be reasonably substatial so I presumed she was wearing a corsolette or similar.
to be continued.........
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Posted on : Jan 9, 2013
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Commented on Jan 9, 2013
She pretended to be looking at something interesting in the middle distance, her hand casually widening the split in her front-buttoning dress. Now I could clearly see her pale flesh bulging over her tight stockingtops. She shifted her position, thighs side by side now...and the whiteness of her big panties showing, the sheer material stretched taut over her bushy mons. I stared just long enough to catch the shadowing of her pubes through the thin gusset.. She turned back to me..engaging in idle chit chat, apparently oblivious of just how much she was showing. As she leant forward to make some observation I could look straight down into her deep freckled cleavage- Had she leant any more I would have been able to see a nipple, I'm sure!
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